An Avian Soul original Copyright 2026
An emissary sent by the one who fell first, who claimed to be his own creator and chose to wander alone rather than submit to the one true Creator. He calls calmly, this emissary, sent to retrieve a soul. The soul of a man whose time draws near. A man who always paid his own debts, as a good man should, who still believes that he can pay all his debts. No need for a savior, or for his sacrifice; no need for grace, mercy or forgiveness.
The emissary waits, patiently… certain that this man, like so many before him will come.
“Let’s go…”
Time To Go
Told you so…
Time to go now
Told you so, let’s go
Sold your soul for fool’s gold
Sold your soul
Let’s go
The ground is cold
Your body’s old
The ground is cold
Let’s go…
Let’s go…
